Dear Hearts
A short message of wild wisdom today…
The little tree just at the entrance to my house. There it stands in blossom. The first tree to flower. Delicate pink. Today, hobbling all arms and crutches, I got to stand underneath it. Sunshine in a cloudless sky at first. Then clouds came, but still the flowers glow. I see lattice works and portals to …
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